On the day of the race start I was drafted in early to take over Mother duties - cooking and making drinks for the crew. Plastic plates and mugs were clattering above my head as we gybed for the race start. I manage to produce a round of flapjacks and a loaf of bread in between an asymmetric drop into the galley, when I take the head of the sail forward to the bow of the boat. Just come off an extended Mother watch.
After not having been on deck for 36 hours, I thought I'd re-familiarise myself with the sheets and ropes in the cockpit. None of that, straight onto the helm.
Sean is standing behind my right shoulder giving me some great coaching - I am very grateful that he is there, the wheel becomes too heavy for me and I ask him to help out. We surf the crest of a lovely wave and reach 20.4 knots, he says we can share the speed victory - Sean is a very generous skipper!